Authours Note:
Sorry guys, I have not updated in AWHILE.
Here goes.
Disclamier: I don't own Naruto.
It's been 2 years. I still don't think I can remember a time when my brother, Narto, and I have smiled, or even laughed.
Everynight, I look at the bedside table, and think to myself, "Why, why did you have to go?"
If only you hadn't been driving frantically that night, looking for me.
I still remember the promise you said to me, "Don;t worry, i'll always be there for you."
I wish you never would have kept that promise. You would still be here, if you would not have kept that promise. I still wish I could feel the warmth of your lips against soft touch of your hand.
The way you used to say, oh so sweetly, "I love you." If only, I hadn't been so weak, and useless.
"I'm sorry, Sasuke" I whisper, as the tears fall down my face.
Authors note: Okay, woooow. How's this for a beginning?
I am in the process of REwriting, akatsuki girls, thanks for all your patience.
